Oberlin Blogs

On stereotypes, underlying truths, how college is different from high school, and why we are (and aren't) a hipster school.

What do you do when you're broke and working an unpaid internship? Hint: begging your parents for money is only step one.

When my dad graduated from Oberlin, he went to Kentucky with several recent alums and set up permanent camp on several tracts of farmland in Hart County, Kentucky. When I graduated from Oberlin, I went on a two-week trek with my family to my old Kentucky home. For me, memory lane is paved in green.

What I learned at Oberlin and how, four years later, it relates to my job.

I feel totally comfortable in Oberlin. I don't worry about homophobia, sexism, or personal security. I can go running at 2AM here, without fearing for my life. I can smile at strangers. I can be myself. Leaving Oberlin means leaving home.

I'm proud to say that I've been able to roll over $1,500 in tuition and buy all my books for each of my first two semesters. Still, paying for an education is a group effort, encompassing students, parents, and colleges.

My goal was to graduate without any lingering "I should have done X, Y and Z!" I (almost) succeeded.

...far more memorable are the friendships and relationships built and established during high school and college.

I graduated from Oberlin just over a week ago, and before they cut off my access to this site, I thought maybe I could list just a few of the many skills I learned at Oberlin.

This week, no matter how it manifests itself, is worth missing sleep.

On the truth behind Fearlessness, and why freshman year is not a fearless time. Also includes: Sex and The City 2 spoilers, chasing a hen, and the best American film scene ever.

And now, news from our intrepid correspondent, who has left the comfortable craziness of a small liberal arts college to brave the rather different craziness of an even smaller technical school!